I don’t see you denying it.
I don’t look at your ass when you walk out of the room.
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Yeah, B, you’re as straight as they come. Explains why you check out my ass every time I leave the room.
How would you even know that if you were leaving the room? Suddenly grow eyes on the back of your head?
You were the one who said it, not me.
Yes I said it, among other things. You just have a special talent for selectively noticing the things that can be read as flirtation.
Just these days?
Oh yeah, I was a total ladies lady back in the day. Shoulda met me in L.A.
But seriously, I figure if people wont get the message that I’m as straight as something very straight, I may as well mess with their minds while I’m at it.
Just these days?
Oh yeah, I was a total ladies lady back in the day. Shoulda met me in L.A.
But seriously, I figure if people wont get the message that I’m as straight as something very straight, I may as well mess with their minds while I’m at it.
You realize the only thing I read there was “well muscled”, right?
You would.
Ouch, B, you don’t remember all those times I had you pinned? Must’ve been bonked on the head one too many times. I don’t like goin’ easy.
Neither do I. I seem to recall a certain perfectly sculpted, shiny, silver, blade entering a certain well muscled, tan skinned, annoyingly snarky, brunette…
See, I remember things differently.
Hmm, we’re almost begging to get into specifics here.
Yeah, it’ll be just like the good old days, back when I still kicked your ass.
I think you meant “you still kicked my” instead of “I still kicked your”. ‘Twas and honest mistake, I forgive you.
You seriously want a rematch? Hey, fine with me.
Just because you won once doesn’t mean you won forever. I think some friendly sparring could be really choice for the both of us!
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